The game resumes. This time, CITIC firmly controlled the ball at his feet and patiently wrestled with the dawn.

Suri, who is only 177cm, is very difficult to compete with Shuihuajun, who is 185cm tall, and is at an all-round disadvantage in terms of height, strength, and technique. During this time, Shui Huajun began to show the strength of the "best scoring forward", and his shots frequently threatened the gate guarded by Anke.

"The captain looks like he's struggling! Why do you want him to keep an eye on the other party's No. 10 alone," Sophie asked Liang Ke worriedly.

Liang Ke said expressionlessly: "First, it is impossible for our defenders to have time to help him; Second, who said that Suri must be at a disadvantage? It's true that Suri is far behind his opponent in terms of height, strength, and technique, but there's one thing that makes up for it: fighting spirit! In terms of fighting spirit, Suri will never lose to anyone. Think about it, a flower that grows in a greenhouse will have a vigorous vitality of a weed? ”

As soon as Liang Ke's words fell, Shui Huajun got rid of Su Li's watch, Su Li was tripped over a big heel, and he was unable to chase Shui Huajun anymore. Shui Huajun saw the vacancy of the Dawning team's defense and shot hard! Anke struggled to get the ball, but it went into the net.

1:1, CITIC equalized the score in the 28th minute of the first half!

CITIC's cheerleading squad is starting to come alive again, believing that the goal at Dawning Middle School was just luck. Now that CITIC has finally shown its strength, Shuguang Middle School will be crushed to death by CITIC like an ant.

They began chanting the name of the goal-scorer, Shui Hwa-kyun.

The scene after conceding the goal still did not improve, the defense of Shuguang Middle School was very nervous, and the pressure brought to them by Shui Huajun was unusual, Anke made a high pounce to resist, and finally did not concede any more goals. Zhang Jun, Yang Pan, Ren Yudi and others in the front court are always running empty, consuming this physical strength in useless back and forth.

Sophie was in a hurry, and she kept glancing at Liang Ke to see if he would give any instructions. But Liang Ke always sat motionless in his chair, expressionless, like a stone statue.

Finally, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half. 1:1, the two sides ended the first half in a draw.

At halftime, CITIC's cheerleaders sang loudly because of the team's dominant performance.

But in CITIC's lounge, the coach was very dissatisfied with the team's performance, and he slapped the cabinet and lost his temper: "The opponent scored a goal in the first nine seconds!" How many are we? What is the other party? This makes people know that they will laugh off their big teeth! In the first half, they surrounded the opponent for 40 minutes, but only scored one goal! It's a shame! Haven't you woken up yet?! ”

All the members of the CITIC team bowed their heads and were trained without saying a word.

"Shui Hua Jun!"

Shui Huajun raised his head.

"You are in your third year of high school this year, and you lost to the High School Affiliated to the University of Science and Technology last year, are you willing? Once the king of Luoyang didn't become the king, are you willing? ”

"No!"

In contrast, there is a sense of optimism in the lounge of Shuguang Middle School. "You guys did a great job!" Liang Ke smiled, "Especially Anke and Suri. The cooperation between Zhang Jun and Yang Pan is also very beautiful. If you work hard in the second half, you can definitely win this game. One last question: Do you want to stop here? ”

"I don't want to!!" Everyone replied loudly.

Before Shui Huajun came on the field, he remembered the coach's angry scolding just now. The coach's words are not good, but they are sincere. He thanked the coach from the bottom of his heart, without the coach, he would not be where he is today. He didn't like football, he liked basketball. But in the world of basketball masters, he is simply an ordinary person. Later the coach spotted him and convinced him to join the varsity football team. Since then, he has found his niche on the football field. In his freshman year of high school, he was just a fledgling nobody. In his sophomore year of high school, in the quarterfinals with the High School Affiliated to the University of Science and Technology, he scored two goals in a row, almost pulling the king of the High School Affiliated to the University of Science and Technology. Since then, he has become famous. He also earned the nickname "Top Scorer". This year is the last year, no matter what, he must continue to win, until he meets the High School Affiliated to the University of Science and Technology, and when he fights again, he must defeat his opponent and avenge last year's death.

He clenched his fists. "You can't afford to lose!"

In the second half of the game, the two sides changed sides. The coach's angry scolding had an effect, almost like a tide, wave after wave, wave after wave.

The belief that he must win pushed Shui Huajun to launch crazy attacks again and again. His tireless efforts finally paid off in the 57th minute of the second half. His shot hit Li Xiaopeng's body and changed the line into the net. Anke could only look at the ball and sigh.

CITIC's cheerleaders cheered even louder. The coach was finally able to go back and sit back, having not rested since the team conceded a goal at the start, yelling on the sidelines for 57 minutes.

Liang Ke stood up, he walked to the sidelines, "Yang Pan!" He made an "ok" gesture.

Yang Pan nodded understandingly.

At 2:1, CITIC regained the lead.

The game resumes. Ren Yu was in possession, and his dazzling ball control skills shook off his CITIC defenders staggering. But CITIC's backline is maintained very well as a whole, and Ren Yudi does not dare to rush inside.

At this time, Yang Pan moved from the right to the middle and took the initiative to ask Ren Yudi for the ball. Ren Yu picked it up with his foot on the same side, and the ball flew to the edge of the penalty area.

Zhang Jun saw this posture and hurriedly ran to the edge of the penalty area, and the defender who was staring at him also ran over. There was a crack in the backline.

Yang Pan picked up his right leg and volleyed against the ball! The ball whistled through the CITIC backline. The goalkeeper watched the ball rush like a cannonball, and his natural fear kept him moving, and the ball passed him into the goal, and the net was brought up, in a straight line!

The pitch is boiling again! was besieged by the opponent for 60 minutes, and he couldn't raise his head, what a relieving goal!

What an imposing shot! The CITIC players, cheerleaders, and coaches were all stunned. On the noisy pitch, you can even hear the whistle of the ball cutting through the air.

Anke shook his head behind him and smiled bitterly: "It's just a beast!" ”

CITIC's confidence and will were shaken by this shocking long-range shot. This has always been the role of Yang Pan after his long-range shot was successful.

There were still 20 minutes left in the game, but there was a problem with the players on the field of CITIC. As long as the defender sees Yang Pan holding the ball, he will unconsciously flash to the side. What's more serious is Shui Huajun, who began to find that No. 8, who was played by him throughout the game, became more and more difficult. And his own feet were getting heavier and heavier, and his breathing was getting shorter and shorter. In order to get rid of No. 8, he almost spent twice as much physical strength as usual, but ......

When Shui Huajun dodged Suri again and was about to pass the ball, he found that Suri appeared in front of him again. The sound of Suri's heavy breathing sounded to him a disturbing noise.

“2：2！ Or a draw! Why? Why is this number 8 so tough? Who is he? How can I lose to a nobody?! ”

The referee's whistle interrupted Shui Huajun's thoughts. He looked up, only to see the referee reaching into his breast pocket. Yellow! The referee showed him a yellow card.

Suri lay on the ground, his hands over his face.

"What's going on?" Shui Huajun asked himself in his heart.

Wang Bo rushed to him and yelled at him, "Stinky boy! If you can't kick it, hit someone! If you want to fight, I'll fight with you! ”

Xie Wei next to him hurriedly hugged the impulsive Wang Bo: "Agui! Gui! Calm down! Now it's in the race! ”

At this time, Su Li got up from the ground, covered his face with his left hand, and said to Wang Bo: "What are you arguing about?!" Keep playing! ”

The referee saw that the injured player stood up on his own, and he was still talking calmly, and it was estimated that he would be fine, but he still asked Su Li: "Is there something wrong?" ”

Su Li waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

CITIC's coach watched as Shui Huajun knocked out the opponent's No. 8 with his arm. He was a little worried, not worried about the yellow card. Now Shui Huajun is a little abnormal, in the face of the strong defense of the University of Science and Technology, he has never been like this, at that time, his eyes flashed with excitement, and his face was full of excited smiles. But today, his eyes were flustered, and his face was also embarrassed. This is not the Shui Huajun he knows at all. But he couldn't replace him, and Shui Huajun's position in the team was unreplaceable. The only thing he could do now was pray that the yellow card would bring Shui Huajun to his senses.

Shui Huajun took the ball again, and Su Li pressed up again, pressing closely. But in Shui Huajun's eyes, there were n surrounds him, without a single flaw, and there is no leakage. Suddenly, a crack opened in the encirclement, and he saw his teammates through the gap and hurriedly passed the ball out.

The audience exclaimed. Shui Huajun actually passed the ball to the opponent's Yang Pan! Yang Pan accelerated and began to run wildly with the ball.

The speed of 10.52 seconds in 100 meters is too fast! The members of CITIC watched Yang Pan ride into their backcourt.

CITIC's back line began to shrink, and almost as Yang Pan ran towards the goal, the defenders took a step back. There was a burst of boos in the stands, which was clearly an escape.

Entering the 30-meter area, Yang Pan suddenly got up and shot at the goal. The goalkeeper pounced on the ball almost instinctively, but he didn't touch it.

"Let's go in!" Anke yelled from behind.

"When-!" The ball hits the crossbar.

"Ahh Anke squatted on the ground with her head in her hands. However, if the ball is not out of bounds, the attack will not be over. The ball hit the crossbar and bounced back. Zhang Jun rushed out of the crowd, greeted the incoming ball, and rushed to the top with a fish leap!

The ball is in! The ball is in!

3：2！！ Akebo Middle School Leads! A nice counterattack!

With less than 10 minutes to go, if CITIC can equalise, the two sides will go to extra time. But the question is, can CITIC really equalize the score?

As the clock ticked by, the fourth referee had already raised the sign for three minutes of stoppage time. The game went into stoppage time. The people at Shuguang Middle School all stood up. Get ready for this moment in history.

But on the field is not optimistic. Shui Huajun seemed to come to his senses, and his still sharp shot kept Shuguang's backline busy. "Hold on! Be sure to hold on! Anke yelled to cheer her teammates on.

Stoppage time until the second minute and 50 seconds. Shui Huajun stubbornly got rid of Suri's defense, reached the top of the arc, and was ready to shoot!

At this moment, a dark shadow rushed from the side and knocked him over with the ball. It's Zhang Jun!

The referee blew the whistle and gave Zhang Jun a yellow card. But Zhang Jun ignored the yellow card and said to his teammates: "Stay the course!" We've got to win! ”

Shui Huajun heard Zhang Jun's words, "What are you kidding?" It's my line that you must win! ”

The referee signalled for a free kick from CITIC, which was a free kick in a danger zone. Everyone is equally nervous, if this goal goes in, the two sides will play extra time, and if it doesn't score, a big upset will be born.

Anke was nervously directing his teammates to line up the wall. The players of Dawning were all defending in the penalty area, and CITIC even came up with the goalkeeper.

Shui Huajun stood in front of the ball, he looked at the opponent's goal and human wall, as well as the banner of "CITIC will win" in the stands. "Gotta win!" He took a deep breath, ran and shot!

The ball went around the wall and flew straight to the top left corner of the goal, with a strong spin!

"Gotta win!"

"What are you kidding?!" A hand flew over, "Smack!" "The football was opened. It's Anke! The ball changed course slightly and hit the crossbar and flew off the baseline.

"Toot! Honk! Toot! The referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.

"Yay!" Anke knelt on the ground and roared as she looked up to the sky.

Everyone on the bench at Shuguang Middle School rushed to the court at the first time.

3：2！ The game is over! Shuguang Middle School defeated the strong team CITIC Heavy Machinery and advanced to the next round for the first time! Crazy celebration scenes, tears, laughter...... There are also some "inappropriate" shots.

"Win! Win! We actually won! Xie Wei was a little dizzy with joy and spoke incoherently.

'What words?' Actually'?! Anke patted Xie Wei's head.

The celebratory atmosphere infected everyone present at Shuguang Middle School, so much so that it took CITIC's luxury bus for half a day to find out.

Reporters are staunch supporters of "winner is king", and the reporters who were dismissive of Shuguang Middle School's ability before the game rushed to the winner of the game like mad dogs who saw fat meat - the players of Shuguang Middle School.

"Yang Pan, I am a reporter from XX Evening News, I want to ask ......"

"Suri-san, I am a reporter of the "xxx special issue", may I ask you ......"

"Mr. Liang Ke, I am a reporter from XX Morning Post,......"

"Anke, I'm a reporter from XX Weekly, and I ...... a question."

There were also a lot of people around Zhang Jun, and Chen Huafeng got to the front with his thin figure: "Classmate Zhang Jun, I am Chen Huafeng, a reporter from "High School Football". ”

Zhang Jun smiled, "Hehe." Know, get to know you! ”

As soon as Zhang Jun's words came out, the reporters around him turned their attention to this young reporter.

"I would like to ask you: What is your goal?" Chen Huafeng didn't even ask other reporters questions such as, "How do you feel about winning?" "Are you happy to beat a strong team?" Idiotic questions like that.

"Let's win it one game at a time."

"Is it that simple?" A reporter interjected.

"Yes!" Zhang Jun nodded.

"Anything else?" Chen Huafeng asked.

"That's all for now."

……

"Anke, if you keep winning, you will meet the High School Affiliated to Zhongyuan University of Science and Technology, what are your ways to deal with it?"

An Ke glanced at the reporter who asked the question: "The High School Attached to Zhongyuan University of Science and Technology? ”

"Yes." The reporter nodded.

"What school is that?"

During the reporter's interview, Sophie was finally able to calm down, and she quietly watched the players who were being interviewed on the field, surrounded by classmates who were still partying. The match that had just ended was like a dream, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she remembered the exciting images. When Zhang Jun scored the winning goal, she threw away the record book in her hand, she had never been so happy and indulgent as she was today. Her heart beats with the players on the field, her breathing is at the same frequency as theirs, and her eyes follow their figures. Football has such magic, you can't believe it without experiencing it yourself.

She looked up at the sky, and in the distance, the sunset was infinitely beautiful!

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